Edward Stephens crossed his arms and leaned against the door, looking up at Ethan Pond’s fierce expression, sneering slightly, "Back then, even with a baseball bat, you couldn’t beat me. Are you sure it wasn’t you who got thrashed by me?"
Zoe Hilker had no choice but to drag her weary body out to mediate, "Ethan, Edward, are you two trying to provoke the cops by fighting at the police station doors?"
Do you want to experience a day tour in detention?
Ethan withdrew his gaze, shot Edward a cold glance, and said to Zoe, "I find this kid uncomfortable."
Edward slightly curled his lips into a half-smile, "Likewise."
This guy didn’t even bother hiding his feelings for Daisy Ginger in his eyes, yet somehow managed to muddle through for so many years in front of her.
When Daisy comes back, I’ll have her block him, just to annoy him.
Edward thought expressionlessly.
A little past one o’clock, Ian Linton’s parents were also brought over.
Mr. Linton seemed somewhat calm, but Mother Linton was already in complete despair. When she was taken out of the police car, she kept clutching the policeman’s hand, repeatedly saying, "Officer, you must have made a mistake. It can’t be our Ian. Our Ian is already married. How could he be involved in a kidnapping..."
Edward had no interest in listening any further. He stood up straight from the door and walked out.
Zoe watched Edward’s departing back and couldn’t help but say, "Do you think he... remembered?"
Ethan’s cold eyes fell on Edward, and he scoffed, "Does he look like he remembered?" Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Zoe lowered her head in disappointment, "Then why..."
"Who in Banyan City doesn’t know what happened back then?" Ethan said flatly, "If he cared even a little, he wouldn’t need to ask around. Just ask anyone and he would know everything clearly."
Zoe said softly, "Then now he..."
"Just cares now." Ethan concluded coldly, not speaking further, and went to find a bench to sit on in the police station.
How could there be a man in this world who is loved like that by her and not be moved?
Ethan scoffed disdainfully.
Edward Stephens is just another ordinary man.
Edward drove back to the Stephens family home.
He parked the car at the entrance, entered the house, and saw the woman sitting on the sofa in her nightgown. He frowned slightly and walked over, calling her, "Mom, why are you sleeping here?"
Lady Stephens was startled awake. She opened her eyes to see her son, rubbed her eyes, and stood up from the sofa.
"Edward, you’re back?" She walked over, "These days, I’ve been a bit uneasy. I came down for a glass of water and somehow fell asleep on the sofa..."
Edward reached out, holding her cold, temperatureless hand, looking down at Lady Stephens’ noticeably thinner and paler face.
"What are you afraid of?" Edward said quietly, "When you made your choice, you had already thought it through, right? Now, do you regret it?"
Lady Stephens lightly trembled, looking up at her son. Her lips slightly trembled, showing a bit of sadness and sorrow.
Edward said, "I will find her safe and sound, and then the three of us will continue as before. You have nothing to worry about."
Lady Stephens’ eyes gradually reddened, her throat choked up, and clutching her son’s hand, she asked with a cry in her voice, "Edward, do you blame mom for being selfish?"